Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Morocco and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Techniques to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every 10cc record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gastr Del Sol,
Youth Brigade,
The Human League,
The Pretty Things,
Sun Ra,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Smiths,
The Cowsills,
The Fire Engines,
The Leaves,
Dead Boys,
Man Parrish,
ABBA,
Roger Hodgson,
The Detroit Cobras,
Loose Ends,
Howard Jones,
T. Rex,
Neil Young,
Lalann,
The Saints,
Japan,
John Lydon,
Barry Ungar,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Funky Four + One,
X-102,
Livin' Joy,
Thee Headcoats,
Blake Baxter,
X-Ray Spex,
Reuben Wilson,
The Pop Group,
Spandau Ballet,
Reagan Youth,
Deakin,
Eric B and Rakim,
Visage,
Lucky Dragons,
Mark Hollis,
Circle Jerks,
AZ,
The Gap Band,
Lou Christie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
KRS-One,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Johnny Clarke,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Freddie Wadling,
Vainqueur,
Make Up,
Erasure,
The Fall,
Y Pants,
Sarah Menescal,
Crispian St. Peters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Human League,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.